All The Worlds A Stage
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Name: Adlina
Age: 21 years of age.
occupation: full time dreamer


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to tour Europe
my honours
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Este
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Khalisah
Maly
Nj
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Shaza
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Friday, November 03, 2006



yesterday was the genes jalan raya..which was so fun although it was only like five ppl including me..i guess that is it. smaller groups=more interaction=not so kecoh=fun! hehehhe..it was my first time jalaning raya by car..wow..so luxurious.no more sooper long trips to the next house..although along the way we did spend a lot of time figuring how to get from one place to another..and it was not so tiring..liza's driving is terror la..hahhahahah..it was fun even during the trips in the car...well i like hari raya visitings bcos i feel that when you visit your fren's house and you see how their homes look like..how their parents and siblings are...you like get to see this part of them that you dunno about..and it's like a totally refreshing experience...and ya..that's why i lika jalan rayas..anw..tht's liza's nephew..kimmi..so cute....:D


| 3:48 PM |
Adieu.


Tuesday, October 31, 2006

had an early tuition lesson just now before my malay studies lecture..then headed down to school and met up with laila for lunch at macs...finally found out what she needed to bitch about..which was not as bad as i thought.as i was worried sick over the weekend..

when i was sitting down with a mac chicken in my hand listening to her speak passionately...i thought to myself.."i lead a pathetic existence"..i nor adlina bte abd majid am a selfish biatch...i dun think about anyone but myself..my eixstence,my interest..my.my.my.my.my.my.me.me.me.me.me.I.I.I.I.I.I.I...everything is about me, myself and i ..even my genuine and pasionate love for fashion...is out of vanity..to so call make myself "pretty"..wth..which i do fail miserably in

i mean what do i think of in my free time..huh?worrying about whether i will ever find the right guy in my life...so that i will get married before i turn 30 and immedaitely turn into a prune...whether the huge choices i made so far are the right one..whether i will regret my actions in the future..why are all the good ones taken?..i worry about my essays, my studies, my tests....i worry about my existence in nus..about whether i am even meant to be there..ok actually i've moved on that point..aniwei...i worry about my future..am i able to survive?..what will i become?...who will i marry?..see.........i'm so freaking irritated with myself..why do i always worry about who i end up with in the end..what's wrong with not getting married...i'm not saying that mariage is bad..but does EVERYBODY need to get married..i need to get over getting angry with smart, beautiful, talented and popular ppl...wat's the point..i need to move on..notice how i always talk about myself...see!..my god i'm so irritated with myself....

aniwei my point is..when i sat down listening to laila speak..i realise that i'm missing the whole point...wat about the people out there..wat about the other muslims suffering..wat about poverty?...wat about the situation of the malays now?....what have i done to contribute to my society?..the world?...have i even gave any thought to the situation of the world..do i lose sleep over the issues that affect muslims today?..no i dun ..not only i dun think about it...i am not even sure of the real situation...i have no intellectual thoughts about anything at all...i am so sad.....

i would really like to be a real person and promise myself that i'd do my best to be better person.but i dunno how..as stupid as that sounds..

that shall now be what i'll bethinking about from now on
besides worrying about my Malay studies essay and my soci assingnment that is

adieu


| 8:19 PM |
Adieu.


Sunday, October 29, 2006



my apologies for my barbaric language and incoherent last post..was in my giler mood..which happens from time to time..

anw..yesterday and today was spent on tuition and also raya visiting..ppl visiting me and my family visiting them...that's a pic of danish ..he's sooper dooper sweet and cute...i didn't mind having to stay up to wait for him..i love it wen his family visits..cos it's easy to talk to them..oo..an nek enon and he whole family came too..that was nice..reminded me of my family wen all of us were much younger... so the other pic is if me and sufian(the other sufian who happens to have the same birthday as Sufiyan:D, if u notice, our baju matched..hehhehe)

and today..after tuition i went visiting..to tok busu's house..where i ate A LOT..hahhaha..oh but today i could only drink plain water cos of my voice..i lost my voice..one wonders how i survived the weekend giving tuition...and we went to mak long's house...which is very very nice..i'm very jealous of her plants..and we went to my mother-in-law's house..hahaha..

then we came back and here i am....i love rayas :D


| 10:51 PM |
Adieu.